Seeing this, Zhao Zhan quickly went over in a panic. "Jiaojiao?"
Jiaojia's expression was obviously not right. Therefore, Zhao Zhan carried her to the bed and then quickly ran to call the doctor.
"Zhao Zhan? You're back?"
"Doctor Sun, Jiaojiao's head is hurting badly. Could you please take a look at her?"
Zhao Zhan's heart was burning with anxiety, and he only anxiously responded to Doctor Sun before hurriedly asking for help.
Seeing him like this, Doctor Sun carried his medicine box without delay and said as he walked, "Did you tell her everything about Yang City? She's at the critical moment of recovering her memory these few nights and hasn't had a good rest. If you tell her now, it'll be too much of a shock and it might cause a headache."
It was too late for regrets. Zhao Zhan was now upset, but he could only try to remedy it. "Doctor Sun, do you have any way to help her relieve her pain?"
"Give me a moment."
